Chapter 688 Anxiety
In the next period of time, Jiang Feng basically spent time in Yonghe Juli and Peng Changping learning broth. As time went by, many chefs in Yongheju even assumed that Jiang Feng was the chef in Yongheju. When they saw Jiang Feng, they always had to think for a long time before they remembered that he was actually the chef. He is the chef of Tai Fung House.
In order to concentrate more on his studies, Jiang Feng gets up early every morning and cooks himself a plate of braised pork with sugar and slightly sweetness. Wu Minqi looks at her in confusion at first and then gets used to it. Braised pork with noodles or braised pork with porridge, one serving a day, happy work. .
Two months have passed uneventfully.
In fact, it is not ordinary. In the past two months, Tai Fung Tower's revenue hit a record low.
Jiang Feng graduated successfully. In June, he spent two days returning to the school for defense and completing graduate-related procedures. He didn't stay for more than a day. The school sent him his graduation certificate, and the courier is still unopened on the cabinet.
Jiang Feng has been busy every day for the past two months.
Get up, go to Yongheju, go home, go to bed, two o'clock and one line, the number of times I go to Tai Feng Building can be counted on one's fingers.
Even so, Jiang Feng knew that Taifeng Tower's business had been very bad in the past two months.
Because Jiang Feng focuses entirely on learning cooking with Peng Changping, Jiang Feng rarely returns to Tai Feng Building during business hours. When he does go back, he can obviously find that the passenger flow is far less than before, and the occupancy rate in the lobby is obviously lower than before. Not to mention the private rooms that can’t be seen. Even if the old man cooks frequently, it doesn't have much effect. Compared with Chef Arnold, who is ranked sixth on the celebrity chef list, the old man's craftsmanship is still far behind.
On the opposite side is the top-floor restaurant. With the help and influence of Chef Arnold, the top-floor restaurant has captured the hearts of diners from all walks of life in a very short period of time. Even though the various events have ended and the food prices have returned to the previous sky-high prices, the customer flow is still very impressive, and even the reputation has not declined significantly.
In May and June, top-floor restaurants made a splash in Peking, and they seemed to be the first to dominate the catering industry in Peiping. Tai Fung House suffered the most heavy losses due to the key attack and the close location, the loss of a large number of high-end diners. Other long-established restaurants are not much better. The turnover of Yongheju, which has the great master Peng Changping in charge, has gradually declined, let alone other restaurants that do not have any particularly important chefs in charge.
The top-floor restaurant and Chef Arnold are probably the most eye-catching and dazzling names in the Peking catering industry in the past two months.
Other high-end restaurants in Peiping also experienced the darkest two months in the past few years.
At two o'clock in the afternoon on July 12, Jiang Feng returned to the kitchen after lunch as usual and continued to process the soup stock.
For two months, under the influence of the buff, Jiang Feng studied cooking as seriously as if he had taken chicken blood every day. Coupled with Peng Changping's careful guidance, the soup's progress was rapid. Occasionally, I change the method and change some details. If I don't follow Peng Changping's method and make the broth according to Jiang Weiming's recipe, I can only make A-level broth.
Jiang Feng knew very well. He understood both the methods and the principles. He could make mistakes in two months. He had encountered and made all the mistakes he might have made, and corrected them with Peng Changping's help and guidance. The reason why he has never been able to make S-level soup stock is simply because his cooking skills are not good enough.
He understands the principles, but his strength really cannot keep up.
Jiang Feng's purpose is actually very simple. Peng Changping taught him Jiang's ginseng soup, but the only thing he has to learn now is soup stock. As long as the soup stock can make S-level ones, and the clear soup can also make S-level ones, by then, S-level chickpeas will no longer be a matter of skill but a matter of time.
As long as you practice proficiently enough, you can make S-level chickpea puddings.
Jiang Feng wanted to make an S-level stock and use the stock to improve his seasoning proficiency, but Peng Changping didn't know.
Peng Changping returned to the restaurant with Lu Sheng after lunch as usual. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Jiang Feng tasting soup.
"Have you eaten?" Peng Changping asked warmly.
"Eat." Jiang Feng put down the spoon.
In terms of taste, this pot of broth is good enough.
But what he wants is not qualifications, or even excellence.
He wants to reach the extreme, to be able to reach the extreme of S level.
"Based on your current level, the current stock is quite good." Peng Changping said, "It's certainly good to practice more, but there is no need to overdo it. The stock is already qualified, and now you can start learning how to handle sea cucumbers. .”
Jiang Feng declined politely: "But Master Peng, I think my current broth is not enough."
Peng Changping casually picked up a spoon from the side, scooped up half a spoonful of hot soup, blew on it, and took a sip.
"That's enough. If I could make this soup at your age, I'm afraid my father would be so happy that he would make a soup feast for me." Peng Changping even made a little joke, "Don't put any pressure on me." It’s too big. When I first opened a shop and ran a restaurant by myself, I often worried about gains and losses. I was always worried about small fluctuations and couldn’t sleep. The next day I went to the shop as if nothing had happened, but I was actually very flustered.”
"In a few years, when you are Lu Sheng's age, you will understand that running a restaurant is nothing more than money and chefs. The chef's level is sufficient and there are no financial problems. As long as there are no major accidents, the restaurant's business will be good. It will always be prosperous, and occasional small fluctuations and downturns are normal, so don’t worry about it.”
Jiang Feng listened for a while before he understood that Peng Changping was trying to comfort him not to worry too much about Tai Feng Tower's business.
Maybe there is a point. Jiang Feng has been eager to improve his seasoning proficiency during this period, but the progress is not as fast as he thought. Two months, with Peng Changping's guidance, should be enough to reach the master level, but the reality is that Jiang Feng is still 10,000 short of the proficiency level so far.
He has hardly practiced his knife skills during this period. Even his knife skills are only four thousand short, and his seasoning is still ten thousand short.
The hardest ten thousand.
The longer the time goes by, the less obvious the effect of practicing proficiency becomes. The more anxious Jiang Feng becomes. In the past half month, he has become even more anxious. He feels like he is suffering from pre-exam syndrome. Jiang Feng only felt like this in the first few months of the college entrance examination. He obviously felt that he was working hard every day, but it seemed that he was not producing anything. As the time line approached, he became more and more panicked. It’s hard to learn something.
Vicious cycle.
"Actually, it's not because..." Jiang Feng wanted to explain but found that he couldn't explain clearly.
The business of Tai Fung House is not as sluggish as the outside world reports. Unlike Babao Zhai, which spends a lot of money on promotion and operation every year, Tai Fung House's expenditure in this regard is very small. Coupled with the fact that there is no rent cost, although business has indeed been slow in the past two months, it is not to the point of losing money and facing bankruptcy at any time.
The financial situation of Tai Fung House is very healthy, and it does not even have bank loans.
Jiang Feng couldn't explain why he had become so anxious recently. He knew very well that the downturn in Tai Feng Tower's business would not make him anxious to the point where everyone could see it, and the progress of proficiency was not half as difficult. It just happened a month ago. He seemed to be getting inexplicably anxious because of something he couldn't explain clearly. Maybe it was because he couldn't figure it out himself, so he was so anxious.
"I understand, don't push yourself too hard. People are very magical creatures. Sometimes if you push yourself hard, you will make progress, but if you push too hard, you may be pushed directly to a dead end. People will always get into dead ends. , I also went through many dead ends when I was young, and you probably haven't gone anywhere else except the kitchen these days," Peng Changping said.
Jiang Feng nodded.
"Let's go for a walk. There's not much sunshine right now. It just rained in the morning and it's cool. Don't stay in the kitchen all the time." Peng Changping thought for a while, "Why don't we go to the vegetable market for a walk."
"Huh?"
"I haven't had much to do since I retired. I just go to the supermarket to buy groceries every day, and occasionally I go to the farms in the countryside to pick out fresh food. I haven't even gone shopping for groceries after returning to China for so long. It happens to be cool today, so why not accompany me? How about I go to the vegetable market?" Peng Changping suggested.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll turn off the fire and change clothes." Jiang Feng was still wearing the Yongheju employee uniform.
There was no way, it was impossible to wear his own clothes in a place like the kitchen, and Jiang Feng couldn't wear the Taifeng Building staff uniform in Yonghe Residence. He could only choose to blend in and ask Lu Sheng to give him two sets of Yonghe Residence staff uniforms.
Jiang Feng now has his own locker in Yongheju.
"Go ahead, I'll call Lu Sheng. He's just like you. He's been staying in a small room every day for who knows how long except for eating and getting off work. You two just happen to go out for a walk together."
I took a rare glance at the comments today and found that someone actually said that I sucked. I happily posted a single chapter just because I was happy to finally reach the final volume, but I didn’t expect it to be unfinished. (I haven’t started writing the end yet) (Looking at the sky) (And I said the third volume is over because the background of the starting point shows the third volume, and the free part and VIP part of the first volume are divided into two volumes by the background)
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